"Hm," Zinc made a small little sound, dismissive, exasperated, amused. "If she wants things, she should just say."

She found the Queen to be a really very irritating presence. Zinc had no particular reason to obey her, a crazy monarch did not compare to Barbet at all, and yet she still found ways to make a nuisance of herself.

"Come inside, I cleaned," she decided after a moment, might have taken one of Gavril's hands and lead her along if there wasn't the box of tasty meats to be considered.